I, Who was Born as a Stranger, Can Actually Practice Automatically

Chapter 12

“Looking at the referee’s expression, I’m dumbfounded! Immortal contestant!”

“This son is so arrogant!”

“Is the Longmen faction really rumored that the disciples are so watery? They are all forced into the corner, and they will be out if they retreat.”

“Judging by mouth, Chen Zhou just answered his mother’s call.”

“Damn! Peng Chengan doesn’t know if he will be pissed off!”

“Peng Chengan: The harm is not great, the insult is very strong!”

“Peng Chengan: Stop making trouble! I’m busy!”

“Hahaha~ Are you busy picking up the spirit weapon? Twelve pieces of spirit weapon besieged, busy catching anyone!”

Dragon King Mountain True Monarch ascends the road, starring in the martial arts, the second ring exclusive webcast room, the barrage flies.

Most viewers do not care about the sect and the position of the family.

In previous years, I watched the live broadcast of the True Monarch Ascension Conference.

What they care most about is whether the competition is intense and whether the light effects are full.

Unexpectedly, there are unexpected gains this year!

This one-handed operation is so showy!

Longmen School in front of the Great Hall.

After a moment of adaptation, Peng Chengan has gradually become familiar with the attack rhythm of the twelve spiritual weapons.

The sword becomes simpler and faster!

Just now Chen Zhou answered the phone, he was not blind, how could he not see it.

Even Chen Zhou’s mother’s words can be heard clearly.

“I was underestimated!”

A little bit of anger was in Peng Chengan’s eyes.

Sword Qi in his hand soared by three feet!

The sky full of sword shadows suddenly broke out, and all the twelve spiritual artifacts were forced to retreat more than three feet away!

“Northern Dipper seven yuan, the spirit of the sky! The great sage of Tiangang, majestic and majestic!”

The long sword in his hand is in its sheath!

Peng Chengan pinched the Dharma seal and recited the true tactics orally!

A pure source of Qi, instantly transforms into seven stars of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple!

Keep spinning around it!

Surprisingly, it is one of the Taoist curses, the Longmen School of Zhenpai Famen.

Northern Dipper curse!

Dangdang~

The seven colorful star gangs spawned by the Northern Dipper curse constantly collided with the twelve spiritual weapons that were attacked by turning around again.

Twelve spiritual weapons, no matter how hard it is to get Peng Chengan within three feet of his body!

As one of the Taoist curses.

The seven stars of the Northern Dipper curse symbolize greed wolf, giant gate, Lu Cun, Wenqu, Lianzhen, Wuqu, and Breaking the Army!

Attacks can form the Tiangang Northern Dipper array, killing fiercely.

Shou can be transformed into a seven-star return to the original formation, no omission in all directions!

“Chen Zhou, you do have some skills, but you will lose in this game!”

Peng Cheng’an raised his chin slightly, and his eyes were full of pride.

“This is all your strength?”

“So what!”

“…Forget it, it doesn’t matter.”

Chen Zhou shook his head.

Raising his left hand carelessly, he made three cleansing seals in front of him!

formation, as if who would not be the same!

Nine three-inch broken magic arrows and three broken cones, alive, the body trembles endlessly!

Inscribed with its upper Taoist spirit pattern rune seal, it is constantly lit!

In a moment!

Twelve spiritual artifacts, based on the artifacts, transform the twelve capitals into the heavenly gate formation!

Put Peng Cheng in the battle!

The Chen Family’s imperial material method, simply wounding people with the sharp sharpness of the spirit weapon, is only the lowest level of usage!

The Chen family inherited hundreds of meters.

The imperial material law has already been perfected to the extreme!

Three Talents, Four Elephants, Five Elements, Liuhe, Seven Stars, Eight Trigrams, Jiugong, Shijue…

Every additional magic weapon!

The Chen family is equal to an extra base!

This is the reason why the ancestors of the Chen family were praised as ‘one person can enter one army’ back then!

It is also the Chen family, who truly claims that the same rank is hard to find a rival!

Hum!

The twelve capitals are together!

The twelve spiritual weapons and qi machines that have been practiced by Chen Zhou for a long time are connected in series.

Blocked by all directions, surrounded on all sides!

Peng Chengan can be said to have no way to go to heaven and earth!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The formation shrinks, and the air waves in the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation are flying!

The twelve capital Tianmen array based on twelve spiritual weapons and the seven-star return to the original array composed of the Northern Dipper curse continue to collide!

Under the head-to-head confrontation, less than three breaths!

Peng Chengan used the Northern Dipper curse of the seven star gangs, three of them were overwhelmed and burst together!

There are not enough seven stars!

In the next second, the remaining four star gangs were also smashed by Demon Arrows one after another!

Peng Chengan’s complexion changed wildly, and he wanted to pull out the long sword behind him, but a broken cone reached an inch in front of him in the blink of an eye!

Boom!

Turned the broken cone of the cone, and hit Peng Chengan’s mouth with the tail!

Even if Peng Cheng’an had already protected his body with true Qi, his internal organs were still shaken in turmoil in an instant!

咚~咚~咚~

Once in a disadvantage!

Peng Chengan faced a storm-like offensive, no longer able to counterattack!

Mouth, spine, abdomen, waist and ribs…

Twelve spiritual artifacts broke his protective body Zhenzhen!

Qi Jin collapsed, and the successive attacks made his whole body painful, and even falling down became an extravagant hope!

Chen Zhou put away the three Qing seals early.

Every blow accurately avoided the vital points of Peng Chengan, and even controlled his strength, only hurting the skin and flesh, not the internal organs!

In just over ten breaths, Peng Chengan’s coat turned into rags!

Broken hairpins, messy long hair, bruised cheeks!

His image at this time is not as good as the beggars on the street!

“Shoo~”

Chen Zhou blew a whistle, and the twelve spiritual artifacts turned into streamers and returned to the belt around his waist!

Peng Chengan, who had long been unable to support it, fell to the ground with a thump, and his heart was full of powerlessness after the defeat.

Chen Zhou looks at the middle-aged Daoist on the side of the ring.

“Carry away, next one.”.